1118: Chapter 330: Concave and Convex 1118: Chapter 330: Concave and Convex The hut was extremely simple, with just a table and a bed and that was all.
Yet it exuded a touch of understated elegance.
The bedding was clean and tidy, kept just as it had been thousands of years ago.
On the desk were the four treasures of the study, as well as rice paper held down by a paperweight.
As if the owner had just stepped out.
Everything here was all too familiar, even though Ji Feixue had hatched from her shell when Ji Tianchen had already lost his senses, wandering who knows where.
But in her heart, her father was always the man her mother spoke of, that gentle and scholarly man full of wisdom.
This was where he read and studied.
From a mere mortal to a Dragon Consort, he no longer could take the imperial examinations, but her father never gave up reading, from mortal books to the Taoist Scriptures and Buddhist sutras that her mother had found.
Perhaps it was because of his profound knowledge that he was able to awaken previous memories and divine skills even when he was still a mortal?
Su He knew what Ji Feixue was thinking and asked in a strange tone, “Wife, do you…
know what identity your father-in-law holds?”
Ji Feixue paused, and even a flash of astonishment crossed her eyes, “Previously, I was not unconscious but could not speak or move.
However, my consciousness was clear, and I could sense the outside.”
She knew that Su He had taken her to break through the barriers of the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, into the Dark Tide, to seek Thai Zu, ascend to the Star Sea, and had “personally” seen Su He’s corpse from his previous life.
She also watched as Su He took her down to the Southern Sea, enduring all the power of the ice cliff.
Including the agony he later bore as they trekked through a purifying land on foot—though she could not empathize, she was well aware of the pain.
When they first entered the purifying land, a few drops of the heavy rain had also fallen on her.
Just those few drops were like enduring all the tortures of the mortal world.
And her cultivation was not as strong as Su He’s; the pain he endured was even greater!
In the purifying land, the more advanced the Tao cultivation, the more intense the pain, and he bore the purification of two alone.
Throughout the journey, her heart’s defenses were shattered, and she didn’t know how they had so unknowingly opened up, letting him slip in amid her vulnerability.
Ji Feixue glanced at Su He, her lips curving up ever so slightly.
Being able to sense everything in the outside world also meant she saw the stele in front of the Ice Cliff gate.
Her father’s identity was about to reveal itself!
Indeed, following Su He’s inquiry with the Old Qilin, it was personally confirmed by the Qilin himself.
Although she always had doubts about her father’s identity, wondering how he could reach the top ranks of All Heavens in merely three thousand years, and although she had considered why she had both a human body and a dragon body, she had never dared fantasize that her father had such a status.
She took a deep breath, walked over to the desk and sat down.
Her father’s identity did not really make a difference to her, and if anything, it would only bring endless trouble.
But, what of it?
She had a sword, and…
she also had him!
Suddenly, Ji Feixue understood why Feng Si was willing to stand behind Xuan Bird, adopting the appearance of a demure partner.
But she was not Feng Si, even feeling a hint of competitive spirit.
She, Ji Feixue, could accept having a husband and be deeply affectionate.
But when it comes to cultivation, she would not fall behind anyone, not even her husband!
Spreading out some paper and grinding some ink, Ji Feixue picked up a brush and wrote a letter.
Once the letter was finished, she opened a small box on her right hand side, took out a delicate Flying Sword, and handed it to Su He.
Su He understood, touched the Flying Sword lightly, and it flashed, rolling up the letter and tucking it inside.
The Flying Sword leaped and shot out of the hut as a silver light towards the Nine Heavens, disappearing from sight.
This was a Sword of Letter Transmission, but Su He had not set a destination; he simply powered it up, and it flew off on its own accord.
Su He looked at Ji Feixue, who explained, “This was refined by my mother for my father back when he had no cultivation.”
Marrying a dragon as a wife, naturally he would want to share (show off) with his former classmates.
Who knows what expressions those classmates would have when they received a Sword of Letter Transmission?
Was this her father’s sense of humor?
“The Flying Sword has the Art of Flying Away and Returning inscribed,” Ji Feixue said in a clear voice.
Su He nodded, meaning that this Flying Sword would actively seek out her father?
Fly away and come back pertains to sending out the Flying Sword, and that the sword would automatically return to seek its master.
These Flying Swords must have been purposely drained of Spiritual Power and left here, ready to seek their master once filled with power again.
Of course, if the master suppressed their perception or hid in a special realm, the Immortal Sword naturally would be ineffective.
Su He rubbed his fingers together, unable to contain his curiosity, “What did you write?”
Ji Feixue shook her head and said nothing.
Turning around, she looked again at the furnishings inside the hut, silent for a long while before walking outside.
It seemed she came just to write a letter to her father-in-law.
Or perhaps…
to show him her mother’s family home?
Too bad she hadn’t mentioned it beforehand; Su He hadn’t brought a gift…
With her mother-in-law’s life or death uncertain, bringing a gift now as an offering seemed inappropriate.
After paying respects to the Dragon Raising Wood again, Su He followed Ji Feixue out of the small island.
Looking back at the island, which had once again fallen into normalcy, an odd feeling arose in his heart.
It seemed as if there were two paths before him, one leading to the ordinary small island in front of him, and the other leading into Ji Feixue’s maternal home.
The island in front of him was not an illusion.
If others came, they would land on this ordinary island without a hut or a big tree, and even if they destroyed it, the island would be damaged.
The real maternal home was in another space.
Just like the Dui Gua before, hidden deep in space.
Not being his own family, one could not step on the island.
This time Su He came here, unaware of when a mark had been placed on him; he was tagged as family.
“Turtle Body,” Ji Feixue’s voice was clear and cold.
Seeing that Su He was about to embrace her again, she turned and dodged, looking straight at him.
Okay okay, women are unreasonable…
is it because she’s at her family’s doorstep that she’s too embarrassed for affection?